Category Archives: Lives Lost

She was mine, a child, lost in time, and time has, its, death-grip around her throat, slowly, suffocating her, choking her, into that slow death.

She was mine, a child, lost in time, the one who’d, never had the chance of being “formed”, and yet, I still, loved (in the past), love (in the present tense!) her so very much, simply because, she was, mine, and there need not be, any other reasons.

She was mine, a child, lost in time, and, she’d, drowned slowly, in the river of time, and, there was, nothing I could do, but to, kneel by the riverbeds, and cried all my tears, and my tears, in turn, formed another, grander river, then the river of time, my child had been, drowned to death in.

She was mine, a child, lost in time, the one who’d, never made it, the one who’d been dead, way before her time! And, there was still, NOTHING I could’ve done, or can do about this death that I’d been carrying, since 2008………

She was mine, a child, lost in time, and, in lost time’s embrace, I know, she’ll, grow up safe and sound, and besides, it’s better, that my daughter stays DEAD, because this world is so full of FUCKING shit, and I surely as HELL wouldn’t want what had happened to me, to happen to her too!

She was mine, a child, lost in time, and, time shall, keep her safe and sound, untouched, and, she wouldn’t lose her innocence as I did, when I was, a very young child myself………

There are, just, too many lives that we can’t save, we only have, two hands, and, looking out, there are, so many who are, hollering out for help, and, it’s just, IMPOSSIBLE, to get to all of them in time.

Lives we can’t save, what do we do with them? They’re still alive for each of us, even AFTER they all died. We are, forever, plagued, by the what could’ve beens and if…only’s…

…not my photograph.

Lives we can’t save, there’s, NOTHING we can do about them, they’re all, already dead AND gone, all we can do, is, stop focusing on the losses, and, focus more on what we’d done right. But, it’s hard sometimes, ‘cuz, that life that’s lost, with you close by, had, imprinted itself, etched, onto your soul.

Lives we can’t save, no matter how hard we think, we can’t, go back to the past, and remake the choices we’d already made differently, to change the outcomes………

rescuers in the aftermath of an earthquake in Nepal, photo from online…

Those lives that we can’t save, are we going to, allow them, to imprint deeply, onto our guilty consciences, or, are we going to, turn cold, and, think to ourselves: it’s just the way things are, there’s no way of changing that now.

“You can’t blame him”, she’d told, all her friends, as they all showed their condolences toward how she got that shiner on her eye, along with those bruised cheeks, again!

Brought up that way, that, was the sorry excuse that she’d used, to rationalize why he would take the downs of his life out on her! Brought up that way, excusing his bad behaviors, how long, can you keep on, lying to yourself? I know how much you wanted to believe in his FALSE promises of how he’ll change, how he will NEVER lay a hand on you, but, by NOT taking actions against HIS abuse, you’re only, getting yourself deeper…

Brought up that way, you’d been, using that, to EXCUSE his bad behaviors, and how many times had he hit you? Gosh, I dunno, let me C-O-U-N-T………Brought up that way, yeah, so, let’s, examine the situations, shall we? So, based off of that way of logic, shouldn’t ALL men who were raised under abuse, BE abusive? But, NOT all MEN raised by abuse are abusive to their spouses (although the occurrences of abuse is higher, than the occurrences of not!).

Brought up that way? So, I can BEAT the SHIT out of someone, when I feel awful about me, if I saw my father, beating on my mother every single night of my childhood? Or, can I say those “accidental” hurtful words to you, because I heard daddy, yelling those mean things to mommy, and, they actually thought, that I was, already, asleep, as their arguments occurred, LATE in the nights?

Stop making excuses already, brought up that way? Yeah, I too, WAS raised up by VERBAL, EMOTIONAL/PSYCHOLOGICAL abuses, as well as SEXUAL molestations, and for that, I’d taken it all out, on my D-O-L-L-S, ‘cuz they can’t fight BACK, so, don’t tell me I don’t know SHIT ‘bout scapegoating here!

A history of mental illness here, from the Front Page Sections, translated…

A man, Cho who was diagnosed with a mild form of cognitive disorder yesterday at around noon, carried his two-year-old son who had died, sat, nude, in front of his house, and the passersby called the police, as the police rushed over, they’d found his wife, having taken tranquilizers, naked, and passed out on their bed at home, and the D.A. examined the child, and found there were multiple wounds on the boy, they’d suspected that he’d been abused to death, they will do an autopsy, to clarify the cause of death next week.

The District Attorney of Tainan, Lu examined and found, that there were multiple old and new contusions on the young boy’s head, as well as new abrasions, there were multiple bruising on the child’s arms and legs too, there were contusions on his anus that bled, they’re not ruling out his death as caused by abuse.

“My child is already dead!”, as Cho was taken back to the subprecinct, he’d cried, admitted to abusing his own young, and, at the time when the District Attorneys were questioning him, he’d also told them, “I didn’t mean to”, but, his statements were inconsistent; after the interrogations, the D.A. restricted his movements to his residence, and the police will notify the Department of Sanitations, to force him into treatment.

Cho’s residence was in an alley, leading up to the malls, a lot of the passersby saw him, naked, carrying his limp child with his head tilted backwards, and turning purple, they were all shocked; yesterday morning at eleven, as the pedestrians walked by, they’d noticed something wasn’t right, they’d immediately notified the police.

The man in charge of the local borough said, that Cho had strictly prevented anybody from coming close to him, and, it took three firefighters, to distract him, and get his child away from him. As the child was taken to the hospital, the paramedic said, that he didn’t have a heartrate, wasn’t breathing, and had died, as he was being rushed to the hospital.

The police rushed over to investigate, they saw that the room was messy, pillows on the floor, there seemed to be signs of struggle, but there wasn’t any blood. Cho’s wife was found naked too, passed out, on the bed of their rental home, after the firefighters shook her and woke her up, she’d slowly regained consciousness, and was taken to the hospitals for further observations.

Cho’s wife said, that in the morning, she’d had an altercation with her husband, felt bad, took the tranquilizers, and passed out, she wasn’t sure what had happened during the time she was passed out. The Social Services Department had listed her as a protection case, and she is now, placed by the social workers.

The D.A. said, that the husband and wife had different versions of how the child was injured, Cho claimed, that “I’m not responsible for ALL of the injuries”, and whether or not his wife also beaten the child up, or if the wounds were accidental, they will look more into the matter.

And so, we still have here, the DEATH of a young child, and the reasons are unknown, but in these case, usually, BOTH the parents ARE responsible.

Written by a school teacher, from the Front Page Sections, translated…

After the schools tore those fences down, the curious eyes from outside on the roads made the students into the main character in The Truman Show; the salespeople no longer needed to pass through the front gates of the schools, to get logged in, they’d gone in and out as they pleased, in the teachers’ office; some of the students had even utilized the break between the classes to sneak out of the schools to get some snacks; a ton of good-for-nothing dropouts or gang members would walk straight in to the schools, to pick a fight with someone; a ton of people who used the excuses of “social movements” would show up at any time of day around the school. Those eyes from strangers, looking into the schools, made the teachers AND the students feel insecure, and now, they live inside the fences, with that strong lack of security.

Some say, that if a bad person had the intentions of making his way into the schools, no matter how high the fences, it wouldn’t keep the bad person out. But, this statement was only a half-truth, and yet, it’d exposed the students to dangerous situations.

The idea of the fences is that it’d barred the world outside, providing the students with a simpler environment to learn in, to reduce the risk of criminals entering into the schools. And this sort of simplified management is especially important for the elementary and middle school levels, and, those PSYCHOS that picked out those kids with no way of fighting back, isn’t it because how they lacked the ability to fight back? And, because there’s this unevenness, we must offer the middle and elementary schools, more protection.

Tearing down the fences, the strangers can come and go out of the schools as they pleased, and, heaven knows, when the next time the students’ lives would be in danger again.

And so, this person is FOR raising up the fences higher, but, raising up the fences higher still won’t solve the problem in the world, because if there are SO many PSYCHOS out there, and, even IF you’d erected those fences to the height of those SKY-SCRAPERS, there’s still NO guarantees, that those PSYCHOS won’t find their ways in, to hurt the kids.

Here’s some background information, from the Front Page Sections, translated…

Chiu who was mildly retarded was from a special condition family, she lives with her single father, and, both her parents, and her older siblings had mental and physical disabilities.

Chiu’s father had found his daughter not returned to home on the night when she was murdered, but, because of his mental disability, he didn’t call the police until yesterday; the school that Chiu goes to, on the day of the crime, had started calling up the father, asking about where his daughter was, and he’d told them, that “she was with her mother”, “She’d gone to stay with her godmother.”

Chiu had written, “I really don’t like getting mad, I hope all my friends can be happy every day”, on the fourth of this month, “help me through this hard time?”, “I’m really sad, depressed, I don’t know what to do, I hope that there’s someone close by to protect me, to accompany me………”, the police suspected that she’d been troubled by bullying and getting singled out by a group.

The person who’d counseled Chiu from before said, that she’d had the habits of stealing things, but, her nature is still good, and would head to the home to deliver the medications for her older sister by the week. Before she died, Chiu had often hung out at a net café, the owner of the net café told, that Chiu hung out with a group of elementary and middle school aged kids, and would spend one to two hours at a time in the shop, the police suspected that, that, was how she’d gotten involved with Lin and other suspects.

The p9olice said, that the seven involved people are all from the same village, when they were called, they all appeared very calm, seemed to not have any remorse for causing the death of the middle school girl at all, and, toward the end, only a man named Gu started showing remorse and started crying, and told of the hole thing.

The two young children who were involved, Hsieh called the primary suspects, Lin and He as uncles, and the neighbor, Tseng, was her tag-along. Based off of understanding, Hsieh’s father is a repeated suspect in chopping down trees illegally, currently serving time in prison, her older brother is in juvenile detention, yesterday, her mother who’d accompanied her to give her statements left her early in the afternoon. The school told, that the two children would often skip school for no reasons, and they didn’t understand what kinds of crowds they’re involved with, and that they’re going to work, to counsel the specific cases from here on out.

Lin and Huang called one another husband and wife, but, they’re not married, their daughter in her early teens goes to elementary school. Yesterday, as the press asked Huang how she could be so cruel to someone who’d the same age as her own child, Lin started staring the interviewers down angrily. When Lin was interviewed, he’d even claimed, that he was only taking Chiu (the victim) to the parks to hang, and claimed, “can you stop asking me these questions now?”

And so, this, is how violent they’re getting, and, it’s all because one person of the gang felt taken, and, the rest of the “followers” had gone, and MURDERED someone in such brutal manner, and, that, is how peer pressures, and the need to be accepted by a group works in children in the younger years.

Started too young, in the life of crimes, from the Front Page Sections, translated…

The second-year high school student, Kao works as a bookie for a gambling website, because he’d owed $280,000N.T. in gambling debts he couldn’t pay up, on Mother’s Day, he’d attempted suicide by burning charcoal in his home. The police followed the leads, and two nights ago, managed to arrest the bookies He works under, Tsai and Lee, and Yeou, who’s above the bookies. After Tsai and Lee were interrogated, they were taken into police custody, and Chuang was charged with gambling right away.

The police sorted through He’s cell phone, and found there to be twenty-four other students from his school who were also involved, and, interrogated them all yesterday, and so far, three schools and twenty-seven students have been found to have involvements in the case, and from this, we can see how serious the problem of on campus gambling is.

The police stated, because the online gambling sites are set up abroad, and, the workers took cash bets, it’s really hard, to find the person behind it all, and, Chuang was merely a “small fish” in the gambling websites.

Tsai and Lee are both minors, and, although they’re involved in the gambling charges, they weren’t caught in the act, and so, they were sent home after being interrogated, alongside twenty-four others, and, they’re to make their appearances in juvenile court at another date.

The investigative officers pointed out, that two weeks ago, Lai, another student from He’s high school, because of how much pressure there was for him as a junior bookie (Retailers), after He learned, he’d taken up the post, but, for the next two weeks, because the students who’d signed the bets couldn’t pay him, and he’d owed the debts himself, he and his peers owed a total of $160,000N.T. And because the debts are collected on Mondays, in order to find a way out, to turn his situations around, on the evening of May 9th, before Mother’s Day, he’d bet in the “Dice Games”, but, in just one night, he’d lost $120,000N.T.s, the very next day, he’d left the message, “Lost my final bet in life”, committed suicide by burning charcoal.

The student, Tsai was once the upstream for Lai, in February, he was caught by the police, and, he’d handed his job to another student from another school, Lee, later on, He connected with Lee, Tsai and Lee admitted to working as the general agents, and reported to Chuang directly; Chuang sold drinks at the night markets regularly, and, in order to increase his earnings, he’d gotten the agent rights from a gambling ring online, from a man nicknamed “Chang”, absorbed Tsai, Lee as his downstream, on the ninth, he’d heard Lee told, that “He is suicidal”, but he didn’t know He personally.

The police officers said, the student He accepted the bets from his fellow students, and got 1.5 percent of the fees, and, the bets ranged anywhere from $100 N.T. to $10,000N.T., the gambling rings used the temptation of making huge amounts of money to attract the students, and, at the start, they’d given them the sweet rewards, but, they’d found an assortment of reasons, to withhold their commissions.

The police suspected, that He had lost the bets, and, wanted to gamble one last time, to see if he could make what he’d lost back again, and maybe, he was affected by the Japanese comic of “Revelation of Gambling”, the main character from the comic was a habitual gambler, with high debts, in the end, he’d taken his friend’s advice, went onboard a gambling ship called, “Hope”, placed his final bets, ended up, winning everything, but the money was scammed away by his friends, He might have copied the behaviors in the stories, but, he’d ended up, committing suicide.

So, this, is the cause of the death of a high school kid, because he was tempted, and, once he was drawn in, he’d found himself, sinking deeper, deeper, and deeper, and in the end, he couldn’t get out, so, he took the easy way out.